Changing Appearance
[A/N: This story has no actual point...]
Pietro sauntered down the city streets, making the occassional cat call to the many girls that passed by him.
"Will you knock it off?" Lance punched him in the arm, knocking Pietro off balance.
"Watch it! Your gonna wreck my hair, do you know how long it took me to fix up this morning?!?" Pietro ran a hand through his shiny, silver hair.
Lance made a fake laugh, "Ooh I'm so interested, tell me more!"
"A whole hour and a half!"
Lance muttered something under his breath, "It took you an hour and a half to fix up your hair?"
"Perfection takes time my friend..now how about we grab some lunch and find out what Frog boy and Useless boy are up to?"
Lance and Pietro turned the street corner and began to look for Todd and Fred.
"I swear this kid is gay..." Lance snickered to himself, and stopped at a hot dog stand."I'll get uhh-Pietro move it!" he yelled at him, as Pietro pushed him aside.
"Just get me a hot dog and a can of coke. Make it snappy!" Pietro told the man behind the grill, taking out a ten dollar bill from his pocket, handing it to Lance. "Get my food for me will ya? I have some business to attend to," Pietro smirked and walked over to a group of girls heading down the street.
"Hello, hello. How are you all?"
"Well we were doing much better when you weren't here," one of the girls looked at him, giving him a fake smile. "Come on girls.." she nudged the other girls arms and they walked off leaving Pietro lost for words.
Lance laughed and walked over to him, giving him his hot dog and pop. "You just got blown off.."
"Shut it!"
"Well that will definitely be something to tell the guys, Pietro Maximoff got blown off-" Lance started to say, before a hot dog came flying at his face.
"Yo Lance, why you got ketchup all over your face?" Todd hopped up behind him and gave a quick laugh.
Pietro glared at Lance, giving him a murderous stare. "Don't even dare," he mouthed at him.
"Oh I dare," Lance mouthed back, and wiped the ketchup off his face.
"What's going on, yo?" Todd asked, looking back and forth from both of them.
Both Pietro and Lance glared at each other for a few more seconds, then contined to walk on, ignoring each other's presence.
Later on in the day
"I can't believe I got blown off!" Pietro looked at himself in the mirror, and checked out his reflection. "I think I need a new look..."
Two Hours Later
"Pietro? You in there?" Fred banged on the bathroom door, waiting patiently to use the shower.
"Yeah, I'll be uhh..just a sec," he called back, and checked out his new appearance in the mirror. "Watch out girls, here I come!" Pietro unlocked the door and stepped outside.
Fred looked at Pietro with confusion, and after a few seconds he gasped. "Uhh..what did you do?"
"Are you blind?" Pietro questioned and pointed to his new messy brown hair, and tight leather clothes.
"Yo dude..you look...different," A voice came from the doorway, which turned out to be Lance's.
Pietro looked down at himself and smacked his own butt. "It looks nice and firm, dont you think?"
Lance and Fred both quickly covered their eyes and shuddered.
"You've got issues Pietro. I think you need some sort of counselling.." Lance unshielded his eyes and walked back down the hallway.
"What do you think Fred? Don't you think it gives a great shape to my butt?" Pietro examined himself in the mirror once more, making the occassional "ooh's" and "aah's".
"Your hair is brown.." Fred looked back at Pietro and stared blankly at his hair.
"Ah, yes! Indeed it is. I thought I needed to add a little "uumph" to my style. Isn't it great?" he asked, staring at himself. "Now, if you don't mind I have a little catching up to do with some girls I met earlier today," Pietro smirked and walked down the hall and outside the door to find the same girls as the other day....
[A/N: I know that I ended the story without telling you what happens to Pietro when he finds those girls. Thats what using your imagination is for right?^_^]
[A/N: This story has no actual point...]
Pietro sauntered down the city streets, making the occassional cat call to the many girls that passed by him.
"Will you knock it off?" Lance punched him in the arm, knocking Pietro off balance.
"Watch it! Your gonna wreck my hair, do you know how long it took me to fix up this morning?!?" Pietro ran a hand through his shiny, silver hair.
Lance made a fake laugh, "Ooh I'm so interested, tell me more!"
"A whole hour and a half!"
Lance muttered something under his breath, "It took you an hour and a half to fix up your hair?"
"Perfection takes time my friend..now how about we grab some lunch and find out what Frog boy and Useless boy are up to?"
Lance and Pietro turned the street corner and began to look for Todd and Fred.
"I swear this kid is gay..." Lance snickered to himself, and stopped at a hot dog stand."I'll get uhh-Pietro move it!" he yelled at him, as Pietro pushed him aside.
"Just get me a hot dog and a can of coke. Make it snappy!" Pietro told the man behind the grill, taking out a ten dollar bill from his pocket, handing it to Lance. "Get my food for me will ya? I have some business to attend to," Pietro smirked and walked over to a group of girls heading down the street.
"Hello, hello. How are you all?"
"Well we were doing much better when you weren't here," one of the girls looked at him, giving him a fake smile. "Come on girls.." she nudged the other girls arms and they walked off leaving Pietro lost for words.
Lance laughed and walked over to him, giving him his hot dog and pop. "You just got blown off.."
"Shut it!"
"Well that will definitely be something to tell the guys, Pietro Maximoff got blown off-" Lance started to say, before a hot dog came flying at his face.
"Yo Lance, why you got ketchup all over your face?" Todd hopped up behind him and gave a quick laugh.
Pietro glared at Lance, giving him a murderous stare. "Don't even dare," he mouthed at him.
"Oh I dare," Lance mouthed back, and wiped the ketchup off his face.
"What's going on, yo?" Todd asked, looking back and forth from both of them.
Both Pietro and Lance glared at each other for a few more seconds, then contined to walk on, ignoring each other's presence.
Later on in the day
"I can't believe I got blown off!" Pietro looked at himself in the mirror, and checked out his reflection. "I think I need a new look..."
Two Hours Later
"Pietro? You in there?" Fred banged on the bathroom door, waiting patiently to use the shower.
"Yeah, I'll be uhh..just a sec," he called back, and checked out his new appearance in the mirror. "Watch out girls, here I come!" Pietro unlocked the door and stepped outside.
Fred looked at Pietro with confusion, and after a few seconds he gasped. "Uhh..what did you do?"
"Are you blind?" Pietro questioned and pointed to his new messy brown hair, and tight leather clothes.
"Yo dude..you look...different," A voice came from the doorway, which turned out to be Lance's.
Pietro looked down at himself and smacked his own butt. "It looks nice and firm, dont you think?"
Lance and Fred both quickly covered their eyes and shuddered.
"You've got issues Pietro. I think you need some sort of counselling.." Lance unshielded his eyes and walked back down the hallway.
"What do you think Fred? Don't you think it gives a great shape to my butt?" Pietro examined himself in the mirror once more, making the occassional "ooh's" and "aah's".
"Your hair is brown.." Fred looked back at Pietro and stared blankly at his hair.
"Ah, yes! Indeed it is. I thought I needed to add a little "uumph" to my style. Isn't it great?" he asked, staring at himself. "Now, if you don't mind I have a little catching up to do with some girls I met earlier today," Pietro smirked and walked down the hall and outside the door to find the same girls as the other day....
[A/N: I know that I ended the story without telling you what happens to Pietro when he finds those girls. Thats what using your imagination is for right?^_^]
